| Sweet William rose one Monday morning
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| And he dressed himself in blue
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| He wrote, Mother, Father, your son is leaving
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| But you know, he still loves you
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| But I’m hungry
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| He walked down to the station
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| With his suitcase in his hand
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| He bought himself a one-way ticket
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| Headed for a promised land
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| Oh, I’m hungry
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| And when I get there I’ll see
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| A land of milk and honey
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| There is a city far away
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| And a house upon a hill
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| Where a friend of mine does live
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| And I hope he lives there still
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| Oh, I’m hungry
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| And when I get there I’ll see
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| A land of milk and honey
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| Let the midnight special
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| Shine its ever-loving light on me
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| I’m going where the moon is full
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| And all the food is free
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| Oh I’m hungry
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| And when I get there I’ll see
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| A land of milk and honey |